Smoky Mountain Dreams by Leta Blake

Author:Leta Blake [Blake, Leta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Gay
ISBN: 9781626227255
Publisher: Jugum Press
Published: 2014-11-14T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

BEFORE HIS LUNCH SHOW, CHRISTOPHER WENT to Up the Crick for a free breakfast. Darla wasn’t working and he had to wait while a new guy took his time figuring out what keys to press in order to put in his employee code. He settled down at the same table he’d shared with Jesse, his mind replaying the conversation he’d had with Holly when he’d stopped by her hat stand that morning to tell her the good news about dating Jesse. She hadn’t been as happy about it as he’d expected.

“Obviously his kids will always come first,” Christopher had said. “That’s good, isn’t it? Means he has his priorities straight.”

“And it means his priority won’t be you. I’m just saying—kids complicate things.”

Christopher had shrugged. “Since when have I been anyone’s priority?”

“You could be Gareth’s priority,” she’d sing-songed teasingly, but also somehow in earnest.

“Bullshit. I’d be his second choice because his first choice didn’t work out.”

Christopher sighed as he ate his breakfast, thinking of Jesse and his first choice who’d died in a car accident. It was ridiculous to feel sorry for himself when the poor woman was dead, yet sometimes he couldn’t help it.

But Holly didn’t understand the need to discover the kind of peace a person could find in being the second choice, in knowing that he’d never be first in anything. In the surrender to that. Sure, it was a peace born of disappointment and perhaps low self-esteem, but it was something he could always embrace, and now it seemed it might just pay off for him in unexpected and surprising ways.

Don’t you ever settle for being second choice, Christopher.

“It’s okay, Gran,” he murmured. “I’m used to it. It’ll be easier this way. You’ll see.”

“Am I interrupting?” Gareth asked.

Christopher’s stomach dropped like lead and he tried to keep from rolling his eyes as he shook his head, mouth full of bacon and eggs, and gestured at the empty chair across from him. The chair Jesse had sat in when he’d shown him the drawings for Gran’s locket.

Gareth’s plate was full of biscuits and gravy, and Christopher was willing to bet that they were Birch’s Biscuits given how much the Birch family gave to the park.

“Hi,” Gareth said. His voice was the same deep rumble that had felt amazing on Christopher’s dick, vibrating into his balls as Gareth had groaned and moaned, his beard tickling and rubbing against Christopher’s sensitive anus until Christopher had come hard, crying out and begging for more. It’d been a hot night. There was no getting around that and, yeah, maybe Gareth had been onto something earlier in the fall when he’d accused Christopher of being unable to forget about it. There was truth in that.

“Hey,” Christopher answered once he’d swallowed.

Gareth relaxed a little, his eyes reflecting the deep browns of his plaid flannel shirt. It made his irises appear the same color as the winter mountains—a soft gray-brown filled with wilderness.

“I’ve been meaning to apologize to you,” Gareth said as soon as Christopher had put another forkful of eggs and a bite of toast in his mouth.

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